The meal was ready.
The four of them gathered around, chatting as they ate.
Most of the conversation revolved around the online store.
Four people under one lamp.
The cozy, homely atmosphere put them at ease.
"I'll send the photos we took today to your phones later. You can upload them to the online store," Long Aotian suggested.
"If possible, you could also film some short clips for better promotional effects."
The three girls immediately agreed with his idea.
They decided to shoot more content during their next break.
Their hearts were filled with anticipation for tomorrow.
"Eat a bit more. Such small portions won’t fill you up."
"No!"
This time, none of the three were obedient.
Even Hu Yuying joined Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning, shaking her head at Long Aotian with a smile.
They wanted to look pretty in their outfits tomorrow—no way were they overeating!
Especially Li Qingxue, who had fallen victim to this "food demon" before, ending up with a bloated stomach. She swore it wouldn’t happen again!
"You eat it yourself! Tomorrow, we’re going to look gorgeous while you pile on the pounds, you food demon!"
"Yeah, bro. Even the best figure can’t withstand your feeding. Spare us today."
Hu Yuying stayed silent, but the innocent, pitiful look in her eyes was impossible to ignore.
Long Aotian chuckled. "I just want you all to eat your fill. Why do I feel like some villain forcing good girls astray?"
"There’s an old saying: ‘In this world, there’s a kind of hunger called Grandma thinks you’re hungry.’ Right now, you’re just like that grandma..." Li Qingxue rolled her eyes at him.
Everyone burst into laughter at her remark.
In this world, there’s a kind of meal—Long Aotian thinks you haven’t eaten enough...
Watching Long Aotian enjoy his food, the three girls returned to their room to sort through their things.
Clothes were strewn across the bed.
As they organized, they debated what to wear the next day.
There were so many outfits—it was hard to choose!
All of them had been gifts from Long Aotian, filling them with endless joy.
After washing the dishes, Long Aotian leaned against the doorframe, watching the girls’ excitement with amusement. "It’s late. Come back tomorrow—you all have the keys."
With the bed covered in clothes, he didn’t insist on Hu Yuying staying overnight.
On the way back to school, Hu Yuying glanced ahead and deliberately slowed her pace.
Li Qingxue noticed immediately and couldn’t help but laugh, giving Hu Yuying an exasperated look. "I’ve got things to do, so I’ll head off first."
Hearing this, Hu Yuying looked up and smiled. "Mhm."
As Li Qingxue walked away, Long Aotian watched the scene unfold with silent amusement.
The two continued walking for a while.
Hu Yuying bit her lip, looking up at Long Aotian as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Of course, he noticed—he just wanted to tease her a little, so he pretended not to see.
Soon, he felt a gentle tug on his sleeve.
He turned to her with feigned confusion. "What’s wrong?"
Hu Yuying avoided his gaze, stealing a glance before whispering, "There… there’ll be more people ahead."
Long Aotian fought back a smile. "And so?"
Still clutching his sleeve, her cheeks flushed pink as she stammered.
She was too adorable. Long Aotian wanted nothing more than to cradle her face in his hands and ask—how could anyone be this cute?
When he pretended to keep walking, she tugged his sleeve again, stopping him. "We… we didn’t get to kiss today."
Her voice was tiny, and her face turned even redder after speaking.
When no response came, she peeked up—only to find him smiling down at her, his gaze tender.
Realizing she’d been played, she huffed and lightly pinched his waist. "You did that on purpose!"
Before she could scold him further, he leaned down, pressing soft kisses to her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally her lips—testing, teasing, waiting patiently for her response.
The gentle friction, the slow suction—her body reacted faster than her mind, melting into him.
A shy, electrifying warmth spread through her, making her tremble. Instinctively, her arms wound around his waist, surrendering to his lead, matching his every movement.
The world seemed to fade away. In that moment, there was only her—her softness, her sweetness, the way she melted against him.
His hands grew bolder, sliding up her waist until a muffled whimper escaped her.
Her flushed face betrayed just how deeply she was affected. Finally, mustering courage, she rose on her toes, pressing a kiss to his throat.
Pleased with herself, Hu Yuying grinned like a smug little fox.
Love was willingness—love was finding the right person and wanting to do everything for them.
Hu Yuying had loved Long Aotian for a long, long time.
She loved this big brother who always threatened to scold her but never did.
She loved this man who helped her regain her confidence, who helped her grow.
She loved this rough-around-the-edges guy who treated her well without asking for anything in return.
What could she do? She really, really loved him.
In that moment, Long Aotian saw the depth of her devotion in her eyes.
He knew—he was hers for life.
......
Spotting Hu Yuying walking with a dreamy smile, Li Qingxue marched over. "Traitor. Abandoning friends for love."
Hearing her voice, Hu Yuying looked up. "Qingxue!"
Li Qingxue blinked, studying her face.
Noticing her stare, Hu Yuying touched her cheek self-consciously. "What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"How long did you and Long Aotian kiss for?"
Hu Yuying turned scarlet—Qingxue was way too blunt!
She opened her mouth to deny it, but Li Qingxue, anticipating her lie, pulled out a small mirror.
In the reflection, Hu Yuying’s face was flushed, her lips slightly swollen.
Fingers brushing her tender lips, she quickly hid her face in her hands.
Memories of Long Aotian’s kisses flooded back, making her burn with embarrassment.
Seeing her utterly smitten expression, Li Qingxue didn’t know what to say.
He was good to her—that was all that mattered.
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